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Whit shirt now red, my bloody nose
Sleeping, you're on your tippy toes
Creeping around like no one knowa
Thinking, you're so criminal

Bruises, on both my knees for you
Don't say thank you or please
I do what I want when I'm waiting to
My soul, so cynical

So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy

I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad type
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad...

I'm the bad guy

Duh

I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Own me, I'll let you play the role
I'll be your animal

So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy

I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad type
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad...

I'm the bad guy

Duh

Duh